I’m so torn about the Labour Party these days — but edging ever closer to cancelling my membership.

Also, this business of claiming ‘erasure of women’ in medical settings burns my brain.

One of the last conversations I had on Facebook before leaving there devolved into a rather heated exchange because I couldn’t agree with the language used on maternity wards and in training manuals and other documents needing to specifically refer to ‘women’ rather than ‘people’ — because, the argument was, to use the latter (being inclusive) was ‘erasure of women’.

I still don’t agree.

In my own personal experience of spending time on a maternity ward (a full week after the birth of my child necessitated an emergency c-section during which I nearly died from blood loss), I found nothing personalised in the way the medical staff treated me, I certainly didn’t feel ‘Seen’ or recognised in my ‘Womanhood’.

In fact, I actually detested being referred to in the generic as ‘Mum' or ‘the Mother' — and I don’t think I would have given much care to whether I was being specifically referred to as female or not.

What makes me feel recognised (‘Seen’) is being called by my name. Having someone look me in the eye and talk directly to me, as though I am a real person to be respected and taken seriously.

Actually, yes, cancelling my Labour Party membership and transferring the monthly payments to Cancer research seems like a plan to me……